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Kinktober '23: Intercrural Sex | Vernon Chwe

Pairing: Vernon x Black!Chubby!Reader

Genre: Smut (minors DO NOT interact), established relationship

Summary: Vernon is very much in love with you. He's also very much in love with the way your thighs look in that dress

WC: 2.7k

Warnings: thigh fucking, oral (fem receiving), squirting, fingering, cum play, cum eating, overstimulation, food mention, low-key subby Vernon but no dom/sub dynamics, he's a munch!!

A/N: This is so self indulgent, but hopefully y'all enjoy it too. Please consider reblogging and checking out my links below

Tags: @dragonofthenorth0726 // @wooyussy // @burningupp-replies // @bunnypig18 // @decaffedthoughts // @brownieracha // @ferrethyun // @snow-pegasus // @walkxthexmoon // @aesteraceae // @wonuqrtz // @mixling-blog // @wonwooz1

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Vernon was an adoring boyfriend. Quietly so, but he let you know when he saw something he liked. And he liked when you got your hair done and surprised him with a new look. He liked when you would play with his hair during movie nights. He liked when you laughed at his jokes, and when you played games with him even when he knew you weren't interested in them. But there was one thing that Vernon especially adored, something that he tried to keep on the down low.

Vernon had a particular fascination with your thighs. The dark, smooth skin stretched over soft flesh. There was something about the way they squished out when you sat down, or how they jiggled when you bounced your leg. And currently, he was incredibly distracted by the sight of them in that pretty little dress you were wearing. The dress wasn't anything special, but it was one of Vernon's favorites. He liked the way it fluttered when you moved or when a breeze caught it and made it ride up a little. It was never enough to flash anything you wouldn't want people seeing, but it was always enough to get him riled up.

He couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the way that just the sight of your upper legs had him popping a boner like some inexperienced teenager. You hadn't seemed to caught on though, so it was a little easier to handle. But now the two of you were out on a walk, and you were wearing that little dress, and you'd begged him for ice cream. So you'd both gotten your own cones, sharing with one another to taste the different flavors that you'd gotten.

When you got sick of walking, you'd pulled him over to a bench in the shade. The cover from the high sun was a relief, but your ice cream was already beginning to liquify. You lapped at the cone, catching the drips that ran over your fingers, and Vernon had to blink a few times to clear the image of your mouth working over his cock like that. He thought he was in the clear, really he did, he'd even turned his attention back to his own ice cream cone when a few drops of ice cream fell over your cone to land against your leg.

Kinktober '23: Intercrural Sex | Vernon Chwe

Pairing: Vernon x Black!Chubby!Reader

Genre: Smut (minors DO NOT interact), established relationship

Summary: Vernon is very much in love with you. He's also very much in love with the way your thighs look in that dress

WC: 2.7k

Warnings: thigh fucking, oral (fem receiving), squirting, fingering, cum play, cum eating, overstimulation, food mention, low-key subby Vernon but no dom/sub dynamics, he's a munch!!

A/N: This is so self indulgent, but hopefully y'all enjoy it too. Please consider reblogging and checking out my links below

Tags: @dragonofthenorth0726 // @wooyussy // @burningupp-replies // @bunnypig18 // @decaffedthoughts // @brownieracha // @ferrethyun // @snow-pegasus // @walkxthexmoon // @aesteraceae // @wonuqrtz // @mixling-blog // @wonwooz1

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This fanfiction is property of @/coupsie-daisies, reposting on any other platform is prohibited

Vernon was an adoring boyfriend. Quietly so, but he let you know when he saw something he liked. And he liked when you got your hair done and surprised him with a new look. He liked when you would play with his hair during movie nights. He liked when you laughed at his jokes, and when you played games with him even when he knew you weren't interested in them. But there was one thing that Vernon especially adored, something that he tried to keep on the down low.

Vernon had a particular fascination with your thighs. The dark, smooth skin stretched over soft flesh. There was something about the way they squished out when you sat down, or how they jiggled when you bounced your leg. And currently, he was incredibly distracted by the sight of them in that pretty little dress you were wearing. The dress wasn't anything special, but it was one of Vernon's favorites. He liked the way it fluttered when you moved or when a breeze caught it and made it ride up a little. It was never enough to flash anything you wouldn't want people seeing, but it was always enough to get him riled up.

He couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the way that just the sight of your upper legs had him popping a boner like some inexperienced teenager. You hadn't seemed to caught on though, so it was a little easier to handle. But now the two of you were out on a walk, and you were wearing that little dress, and you'd begged him for ice cream. So you'd both gotten your own cones, sharing with one another to taste the different flavors that you'd gotten.

When you got sick of walking, you'd pulled him over to a bench in the shade. The cover from the high sun was a relief, but your ice cream was already beginning to liquify. You lapped at the cone, catching the drips that ran over your fingers, and Vernon had to blink a few times to clear the image of your mouth working over his cock like that. He thought he was in the clear, really he did, he'd even turned his attention back to his own ice cream cone when a few drops of ice cream fell over your cone to land against your leg.

“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it